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'Beneath You'
The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...
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BWAH! I like "remove from your lexicon".
"You wish" made me giggle.
"Please revisit your politics," is my favorite, followed closely by "Add expletive for emphasis." Go ahead. Act surprised. Has anyone seen my muse? She seems to have pissed off.
"Delete--no one cares" is one I could use from time to time.
Still snickering....
Want to write! Must finish moving! Want to write!
Am writing. Am being Pain In The Arse Holy Martyr: not allowing myself to work on "London Calling" book three Kinkaid until I finish "Cruel Sister."
Damn it. At not quite 39,000 words, a bit over halfway.
But R&RNF and the long-form synopses for both Kinkaid books went out to Lyssa Keusch at Avon Morrow today, as she requested.
Speaking of which, did I post those synopses here? I forget.
I think you only posted them in LJ, Deb, but I might be forgetting.
I think the synopses are okay to post; now that the first two books are done, and are about to be looked at by the nice editor lady, I can ease off some of the lockdown.
In two parts:
ROCK & ROLL NEVER FORGETS: A SYNOPSIS
When JP Kinkaid, aging guitarist for long-lived megastar rock band Blacklight, comes off the road from the European leg of Blacklight's current sold-out tour, he doesn't know that his past, his present and his future are about to collide.
His first morning home in San Francisco, trying to recover from a post-tour exacerbation of his multiple sclerosis, JP gets a phone call from Blacklight's LA publicist. She's got word that a sleazy biographer named Perry Dillon is planning a detailed history and biography of Blacklight.
This is very bad news for the entire band, but JP and his much younger lover of 25 years, Bree Godwin, have special cause to worry. Dillon, famous for his celebrity hatchet jobs, seems to have an uncanny knack of digging up things anyone in their right mind would rather keep buried. And in the case of JP and Bree - the private, fiercely protective girl he fell in love with when she was still a teenager - this means not only secrets that JP and Bree have kept buried for years, but a few that Bree has never shared with him. JP's history with Bree is a strange story, made stranger by the fact that JP is still legally married to Priscilla, the obsessive, ambitious woman he met and married in 1973. As deep and as strong as JP and Bree's relationship is, he's never been able to fully let go of Cilla. And to Cilla, still being able to call herself the wife of a world-famous rock and roller has always been a matter of life and death.
Leaving a balking Bree in San Francisco, JP flies down to LA for a one-hour interview with Perry Dillon. During that interview, JP slips up - and gives away a piece of information, the answer to a question Dillon shouldn't have had the background info to ask in the first place. Worried, he confesses the mistake to Bree. She surprises him by shrugging it off, and agreeing to come on the American leg of Blacklight’s tour, less than a month away. Since Bree is obsessive about staying as invisible as possible in JP's professional life, he's as surprised as he is pleased..
Perry Dillon is told, through Blacklight's management, that his conversation with JP is the only contact he's going to be permitted while the band's on tour. He's officially barred from backstage access at any show. The tour opens at Madison Square Garden, to thunderous applause. But when it's time for the encore, the wings onstage at the Garden are as full of police as they are of family and guests of the band.
Perry Dillon has been found dead backstage. He's been bashed across the throat with one of JP's guitar stands. He was killed in JP's dressing room. And Bree, who has been acting in ways that are highly unusual for her, was the one who found the body.